Birthday and stuff
It was my birthday on the 16th, and my mom and her boyfriend took me out to eat lobster.
I'm kinda disappointed with lobster really, I thought it'd be a crunchy shell and soft in the inside, it turns out you don't eat the shell and the meat is a bit hard.
Then we went to the beach, which was a lot of fun. I hadn't gone into the sea in months.
Stuff:
Meh. Things are what they have been for a while, I'm still not studying, my college work keeps piling up before me and I'm doing nothing about it. Not working either, which at the moment stings more than the study part.
I have ideas, but I don't put them into practice. Maybe I'm old already. Maybe I'm still a petulant irresponsible child. Either way, at 27 I shouldn't be either.
I'm kinda disappointed with lobster really, I thought it'd be a crunchy shell and soft in the inside, it turns out you don't eat the shell and the meat is a bit hard.
Then we went to the beach, which was a lot of fun. I hadn't gone into the sea in months.
Stuff:
Meh. Things are what they have been for a while, I'm still not studying, my college work keeps piling up before me and I'm doing nothing about it. Not working either, which at the moment stings more than the study part.
I have ideas, but I don't put them into practice. Maybe I'm old already. Maybe I'm still a petulant irresponsible child. Either way, at 27 I shouldn't be either.